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The Spud is my shepherd,
I shall not want.
I eat it beside the green veggies, I eat it while drinking still waters.
It restores my soul; it leads me in the path of deliciousness for its name's sake.
Yea though I walk through the restaurant of the shadow of minimal vegan options, thou art with me. Thy warmth and thy starch, they comfort me.
Thou hast prepared a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Thou anointest my plate with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely ketchup and mustard shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Spud forever.
I shall not want.
I eat it beside the green veggies, I eat it while drinking still waters.
It restores my soul; it leads me in the path of deliciousness for its name's sake.
Yea though I walk through the restaurant of the shadow of minimal vegan options, thou art with me. Thy warmth and thy starch, they comfort me.
Thou hast prepared a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Thou anointest my plate with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely ketchup and mustard shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Spud forever.
